J. Singh

J. Singh

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Dec 6, 2020

Epilogue III

(c) J. Singh, 2017 When he entered the arena, they laughed. Here he was, half-naked, barefoot, with only a pair of faded old jeans on. He was scrawny and small. What chance did

Dec 6, 2020

Mohabbat

(c) J. Singh, 2017 Rachna bit her lip as tears began rolling down her cheeks. Her husband, Tarsem, was shouting at her. She couldn't hear his words, all that registered was the scowl

Dec 6, 2020

Phurna

(c) J. Singh, 2017 It was evening. Manohar Singh sat quietly in the prayer room in his own home. It was the largest room in the house, originally designed to be a media

Dec 6, 2020

Kaam

(c) J. Singh, 2017 Jeevan Singh sat cross-legged in front of the old man, an impatient smile on his lips. The old man sat silently, eyed closed, meditating. Jeevan took a deep, loud

Dec 6, 2020

Maut

(c) J. Singh, 2017 Jatinder Singh sighed as he stared at the prescription in his hand. Hours ago, he had returned from the doctor's office with the terrible news. The lab tests had

Dec 6, 2020

Sangat

(c) J. Singh, 2017 Her name was Seo. She was a singer. Her voice was captivating, smooth as silk and laden with emotion. Everyone who heard her sing was enchanted. She seemed to

Dec 6, 2020

Sangarsh

(c) J. Singh, 2017 It was a point of consensus among the sangat — everyone agreed when it came to Satnam Singh. He was perhaps the most highly regarded member of the sangat. Everyone

Dec 6, 2020

Sunn

(c) J. Singh, 2017 “Daddy, how can I meet God?” Twelve year old Harman Singh sat at the dinner table, fork in hand, and posed the question to his father. He looked at

Dec 6, 2020

Ardas

(c) J. Singh, 2017 Rajinder Kaur felt awkward as she stood up and walked to the front of the room. The few people who were assembled watched as she took a seat on

Dec 6, 2020

Nashukre

(c) J. Singh, 2017 “That’s it! I’ve had it! I’m done with you!” Goyal stood up angrily and pointed a trembling finger at his spiritual master and guru, who was

Dec 6, 2020

Darshan

(c) J. Singh, 2017 Mandeep Singh closed his eyes and focused on the shabad. The musical accompaniment gave a depth and emotion to the words being sung, and it completely enveloped him and

Dec 6, 2020

Vivek

(c) J. Singh, 2017 He turned inward, focusing on his emotions. It didn’t feel at all good. In fact, it was very, very unpleasant. He wanted to run far, far away from